Fighting depression with positivity

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There’s something good in every day…..

When I am struggling with low mood as I am at the moment, I try to be positive. If nothing else, many sessions of CBT have taught me to be more positive and to look at the “evidence” objectively before I condemn myself to more self-induced misery based on emotion and my devilishly overactive imagination. It’s all part of developing those good habits (ARTs as opposed to ANTs) in the hope that they overwhelm and destroy all those long-formed bad habits as they take over.

On my way home this evening, rather than dwell on all the things I didn’t do well or didn’t go well, I decided to focus on the good things and what has made me smile and happy today. It was an interesting exercise!

Before doing this, I would have said that today wasn’t a “good day” overall and a 3/10 would have been generous. However, looking at the “good things” I have a change of heart. So what made me happy today?

My son getting another offer from a University of his choice. That’s 5/6 so far.

My son finishing his Level 1 football coaching qualification at the weekend and qualifying as a coach to go with his Referees qualification.

Coming home from work to be collected from the train station by my Chauffeur-hubby.

Laughing my socks off when some dumb-ass pulled the emergency cord in the train toilet so that we came to an abrupt stop. (The train cannot continue until the alarm is reset so his ablutions were unceremoniously interrupted by the female guard!)

Having cuddles with my pussy-cats.

Getting some lovely paper flowers for my nieces wedding scrapbook delivered in the post-I love coming home to parcels.

Knowing that whatever happens, it happens for a reason and to embrace it however scary at the time.

Being told at work that people confide in me because I am approachable, understanding, non-judgmental and encouraging.

Realising that money and status really don’t impress me still. (I’d be worried if that had changed)

Worrying about my friends and clients, who are going through tough times-I can’t help caring and I see it as positive. I have too long seen the nurturer and caring instinct as a weakness but I am proud to care and empathise. I wish more people would care.

Laughing at a few “funny” things that happened today although I sense that my sense of humour is maybe a tad different to many others! I don’t care-I thought they were funny.

So. All in all I would re-categorise today as an 8/10. A huge difference and a positive one at that.

sounds like a fun and interesting day 🙂 them people who teach you these things really do do there job well i been having cbt for a while in past and i am again now and i have to admit it has defo changed the way i see things and not to worry about things i cant control , glad you had a good day 🙂 xx